Shall I kill myself trying to make tassels before RUM?
No! I say, no. For I have discovered these:
And, on top of that, they have other tassels:
And hair extensions (actually, this is at indianwedding.com, but it’s out there on the internet and saves me some trouble):
Well, that solves that problem, then. I will still make tassels myself, but this covers me if I run short on time.
And today was apparently paranda day at Ranee’s Fashions (the paranda is the tasseled braid extension thingy, often worn by brides). I went in, asked for one, and then someone else came in 5 minutes later. Ranee laughed and explained that somebody had called her about one, as well. Parandas for everyone! I chose a flashy silver one. I plan on figuring out how it’s constructed and then making my own. Because I don’t have enough craft projects.
By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish.
I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob.
Therefore, knitters = angry mob.